Sock And Awe

As this pretty customer-mistress approaches me I can observe just how dirty and grimy her high-top sneakers are. But it’s the hint of white sock, visible only once she stretches forth her sneakered foot for respect-kissing, that really impresses me and fills me with a sense of slavish awe towards her!

Being a highly astute and intelligent young woman, she notices my sock-slavey sycophantic gaze and kindly orders me to not only look her directly in the SOCK, but to praise it!

Getting ever closer to me...

...in filthy red, white and black sneakers...

...sneakers I will, no doubt, be required to kiss!

Sure enough, they stop arrogantly in front of me

But it is the arrogance of her hint of white SOCK that really catches my lowly eye!

Such a cheeky, fabulous SOCK...

...hidden deep within her sneaker!

SOCK!

I taste sneaker dirt, but am most mindful of the SOCK above my humble, feetkissing head!

Her SOCK!

White SOCK!

I am overwhelmed by the glimpse of her SOCK!

And when she switches feet in front of my face, I see its sister SOCK!

'Look directly up at my sock, slave - and praise it!'

Such an astute customer-mistress!

'Yes, mistress madam. Thanking you kindly, mistress madam!... Oh madam's SOCK!...

...Truly you are wondrous to behold, oh SOCK! Praise and glory be unto you, madam's SOCK!'


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